Present In the Moment

The winter sun warms my face As I look up at the vast cloudless sky. In that same instance the cold northern wind Dances at my back lifting my hair in disarray. As I sit, I am surprised the ground is warmed By the powerful rays on this January day. I hear the crash and gurgle of the incoming tide Against the rocky bluffs below me, As I watch the fishing boat cut through the choppiness Of the wind swept white caps, on it’s way home. I let myself breathe in and out, and empty my mind Of all thoughts, feelings, and emotions, Until I am just present in that moment. The calmness of my surroundings overcomes me, And washes over me, bringing peace to my complicated life.